Impulsive
Disclaimer: All Veronica Mars characters belong to Rob Thomas and UPN/CW. Doesn't in any way shape or form belong to me
A/N: I started this before the Season 2 finale but I included the information from it in this story
Veronica licked her lips in anticipation as the waiter at Luigi's placed in front of her a huge helping of manicotti.
Logan laughed at the look as he took a drink of his soda. The waiter placed his lasagna in front of him. "Thanks."
As the waiter walked off, Logan took the moment to ask, "So what did you think?"
Veronica, who had already taken a huge bite of manicotti, chewed her food and swallowed before answering, "You mean about the properties?"
"Yeah."
"Well to be honest, I think you're best bet is the last one we saw."
"I thought you said I should get a place that isn't a mausoleum."
"I don't think you need a huge place. However, you are the son of Aaron and Lynn Echolls, the paparazzi are still going to be coming after you. You need to be safe. Now the first place had security but the house was just ugly. It was set up uncomfortably. All the bedrooms were on one side of the house. Considering how vocal you can get during sex I don't think that one is practical. Also if you fixed it up or changed it, it would cost more then it's worth. Now of the three houses the third one is the prettiest, it has a lot of room, yet it seems cozy. But you're just not secure. It would be nearly impossible to gate the place, so by default the last one wins."
"All very valid points but something else is going on in your head. What is it?"
"Why spend all that money on a house in Neptune, if you might not be living here permanently? I had a thought."
"Which is?"
"Do you think Hearst would take Dick?"
"If he passes summer school they might. Believe it or not he did okay on his SAT's. Why?"
'Think about it, Wallace, Mac, you, I and possibly Dick are going to the same college. Why should we pay for dorm rooms? We can all chip in and for what we would pay for dorm rooms with possible roommates from hell; we could get our own place with five bedrooms. We also then wouldn't be dependent of the commissary to get our food."
"You want us to rent a 5 bedroom apartment?"
"No, I want us to buy a 5-6 bedroom house, close to campus, then when we are through with school we can sell it."
"Us?"
"Yeah, I figured between you, me and Dick, we could get a nice place and then when we sell it we divide the money between the three of us. And if we buy an older house, if we fix it up we'll be able to sell it for a profit. Since we would all have our own rooms, parents shouldn't have a problem with the five of us living together. The extra room could be for when we have guests or we can rent the room out, or you and dick and Wallace could make it your game room."
"You just came up with this?"
"It's a good investment for my money, now that I have some. If we get a fixer upper, we'll definitely need to invest in some sound proofing, also no wild parties at the house."
"But we can have non-wild parties?"
"Seriously what do you think?"
"I think we're going to have to talk your Dad, Wallace's mom, and Mac's parent into it. I think it could work. I'm in if you want to do it. I think Dick would be too. It would also prevent him from spending what's left of his trust fund all in one place. We should also see if the place has a pool we can swim and have cookouts."
"You cook actual food?"
"Fine we can hire someone to come in and clean once a week or whatever and we can learn to cook or eat lots of take out."
"So you want to see if your real estate agent will work on this for us?"
"Instead of a house for me?"
"Well think about it. You'll have a pool and a game room do you need anything else?"
"Anything, no any who yes?"
"What who do you need?"
"You're the who I need."
"Aww, that's so sweet. You can be real girl sometimes."
"You're just jealous that I am in touch with my feminine side."
"Sometimes a little too in touch. At least you're cute. Did I ever tell you who I ran into when Wallace talked me into going to Hearst?"
"No, who?"
"Troy."
"Troy Vandergraff, you ex, that Troy?"
"Yep he says he's gotten his act together. He was pretty decent. I helped him out with a problem while he was there."
Logan could tell Veronica wasn't telling him something. He grabbed her hand and laced their fingers together. "Tell me what happened."
"We were all at this party, and Troy seemed to really hit it off with this one girl. They were kissing and that was that last I saw of him that night. I left with Wallace. I didn't get hurt Logan. The girl woke up the next morning, with her head shaved. She'd been drugged and raped. Since Troy was the last person she remembered, he got arrested and called in for questioning. I agreed to look into it, but I warned him, if the evidence proved it was him I'd nail him to the wall."
Logan didn't say a word while Veronica gave her explanation. He knew with the recent development in her own night of GHB hell, this couldn't be easy for her to think or talk about. He gave he hand another squeeze. "Do you want to tell me the rest now or at the suite? I can get our dessert to go."
Veronica glanced around them, "At the suite please. Get extra tiramisu."
Logan handed her his car keys, "Why don't you get some air, I'll get the bill and the dessert, and meet you outside in about 5 minutes okay?"
Veronica nodded and took the keys leaving the restaurant.
"Was anything wrong sir?"
"No, the food was great. I need the check but I need one of your tiramisu cakes to go."
"You mean a serving?"
"No I mean the whole thing. My girlfriend loves it, and she needs a little comfort food. Listen if you can get me the bill and the cake in the next five minutes, what's left of this $100 is yours." Logan knew the bill with the cake and regular tip wouldn't be half the amount he gave the guy.
"Give me a moment and I'll take care of it." The waiter was off like a shot, before a minute had passed Logan had the tray of tiramisu in his hands and he was on his way to his car.
Logan approached his SUV looking for Veronica, he found her leaning against the SUV with her eyes closed and breathing slowly. He reached out with one hand and touched the hand that held the keys.
Veronica opened her eyes and handed him the keys. Logan unlocked the vehicle and placed the tiramisu on the floor of the back seat. Then he turned back toward Veronica.
"What do you need me to do?" Logan asked her gently as he stood in front of her bracing his arms on either side of her head.
Rather than answer, Veronica simply stepped closer to him and wrapped her arms around his waist and just held tight.
"Are you okay?"
"It just hits me all of a sudden sometimes. When it does I just need to get outside and breathe."
"Veronica it's okay to be upset, I just need you know that I'm here. It doesn't change what I feel for you. I only wish I could have helped you more. Maybe we could have caught Cassidy in the lie."
"I wouldn't have been able to press charges."
"I know. I hate not knowing what to do for you."
Veronica hugged him tighter. She raised herself on her tip toes and gave him a quick kiss that turned out to be not so quick. "Logan?" She asked after breaking the kiss.
"What?"
"Can we go home?"
"Neptune Grand it is. Come on, lets get you buckled in." Logan smiled as he walked her around to the passenger side and opened the door for her. After she slid in, he closed the door after her. He quickly walked around and got in on his side.
It took less then ten minutes for them to get back to the Neptune Grand and into the suite. Logan put the cake in his small fridge. When he turned around he saw Veronica standing beside the sofa with her arms around wrapped around her waist.
"Are you cold?"
"Caught a chill I guess."
Logan picked up the throw the hotel had tossed on furniture around the suite.. He sat on the sofa in the corner, so he could rest his long legs on the sofa, and taking Veronica's hand pulled her on to his lap. After a few seconds, Veronica kicked off her flip flops and relaxed against Logan entwining her legs with his. He tossed the throw over them and just held her close and rubbed her back. They sat there quietly for several minutes. Logan just stroked Veronica's back with long back and forth strokes. It wasn't until he felt her let go of some of the tension, when he felt her relax and snuggle closer to him, he took that as a cue.
"Are you ready to tell me the rest of what happened when you visited Hearst?" Logan felt Veronica tense beneath his hand, but then she took a deep breath and let herself relax even more against him.
"Yeah I can talk now. I don't know what's wrong with me sometimes."
"It could have something to do with the fact you got knocked on your ass. First you spend over a year thinking you were raped, and not knowing anything. Then you find out what actually happened, only to find out, not even a week ago Veronica, that your original hunch was right. That's a lot to take in, in a week. It's okay if you're not fine."
"Not to mention the whole STD thing."
"That's hardly your fault."
"I still could have gone to a clinic and gotten myself checked out. Now I have to face the fact that, that moment could affect the rest of my life."
"No it doesn't."
"Logan I did the reseach, ironically for health class, on chlamydia. I never wanted to get married after Lilly diesd. I certainly never thought about kids. Now the thought of being told at eighteen that I could be barren kinda scares me. It's something that will effect any relationship I have."
"Breaking up with me before we even start Mars?"
"No, but you know what I'm saying. The odds are against me. I had a 40 chance of having an infection from the chlamydia, If I got that infection the chaces are one in eight that I won't be able to have kids."
"Since you're not in New York, why don't you find a doctor and get your questions answered. That way we know what we're dealing with."
"Since I know you won't let this go, okay."
"Good. Now tell me what happened at Hearst."
"Well let me start at the beginning of that evening. I had this real prize adding up my points, and telling me how many points I would garner him if I slept with him. Don't you dare laugh."
"Wasn't gonna. How many points were you apparently worth? I'd like to know because I would be an excellent renumerator of your very fine assests."
"Breaking out the SAT words again Logan. I'm so proud of you."
"Very funny, Let me see if I remember correctly: as a profro it's eighty points, blonde is thirty, that it's natural is worth another twenty, as I'm super cute it's fifty nad because I'm sassy that worth another thirty points. So I was worth a grand total of two hundred and ten points."
"Naah, you're worth more, they are way under counting the sassiness quotient. That worth at least two hundred points by itself. I'm assuming the points had something to do with the rape."
"Yeah there is this fraternity, Pi Sigma Sigma, that covertly have this little contest every year, who ever get the most points wins, and the loser pledge get his head shaved. Troy remebered a guy with a Pi sweatshirt talking to this same girl. So I talked to her and them. Lamb told Troy that when you shave a girls head after the date rape, the date part goes out the window. He obviously believed her story, he just could be bothered to believe mine. Don't let me finish, the next day Troy also tells me he left his name and number on the girls message board, why would he do that if he raped her."
"That does make a really weird kind of sense. But please go on."
"In the course fo my investigation, I found out that the rapist had struck a month earlier, the same MO including the shaved head. Obviously Troy couldn't have done that when he was on the other side of the continent. So that cleared him, didn't solve the case, but I did have the added bonus of turning in the Pi Sig's to the dean for their little contest. Which means when I go to Hearst, I'm going to have some enemies already."
"Which means we're definitely looking into that house. I don't want you staying in the dorms."
"Logan, if it doesn't-"
"Do you want me to bring your father into this? Unless you are going to be rooming with me, I'm not taking the chance that you could be hurt again."
"Okay, I'll let you play knight in shining armor to my damsel. It just hits me sometimes, I thought I was raped, then got told I wasn't, then I discovered I had an STD, and found out I was actually raped. Logan can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
"If we hadn't been interrupted graduation night, would we have made love?"
"If it was what you wanted too."
"And if it's what I want now?"
"I don't think it's a good idea, for us to have sex yet."
"You wanted to less then a week ago."
"The wanting isn't a problem. Veronica if we have sex now, are sure it won't be to prove something to me or even yourself."
"And what about that is bad?"
"It isn't, I, god I want you, but I don't want this, if in the morning you're going to be gone."
"No, usually I'm the one that gets left after sex."
"Let's just wait a little while. You look like your half asleep, why don't we sleep on this right now, and we'll talk more in the morning okay?"
"There is no talking you into this?"
"Not tonight." Logan said as he kissed her, and slid out from beneath her. "I'm going to take a shower, I'll see you in morning."
Veronica watched Logan as he went into the bathroom, it didn't take too long for her to hear the shower going. She sighed and made her way into what used to be Duncan's bedroom. She stripped down to her skin and put Logan's shirt back on. She was about to get into be, when she stopped. She stared resolutely at the ceiling for about five seconds, before she left and went quickly into Logan's room than made her way to the bathroom. The shower was still going.
Veronica let out a deep breath and took a stp forward before she could talk herslef out of it. This time she was going to take what she wanted, not wait for it to come to her. She opened the door to the shower and looked into Logan's shocked gaze.
"Tell me that you don't want me and I'll go to back to bed."
Logan reached for her with one hand and the shower door with the other. He cupped her face as the water ran down both of them soaking her shirt. He kisses her deeply. "I've always wanted you." He said as he lifts the wet shirt from her.